Villain Ch 1520. Deep Trouble
Allen Goldborne was a complex man.
That much Mila had always known—way too well, actually—even if she'd tried so hard not to admit it out loud. Or to herself. Because once she did, there was no pretending. No denying.
And now?
Now she was sitting in the backseat of her car with a dumb little smile on her face.
It was subtle. Barely there. But it was definitely real.
The traffic had eased up while she was inside. The streets weren't that crowded anymore. No more honking chaos. Just a calm, steady hum of the city breathing in and out. It felt like even the world around her had decided to take a break and chill for a moment.
Mila leaned back against the seat, exhaling softly. Her fingers toyed with the hem of her sleeve, fidgeting like they always did when her thoughts wouldn't sit still.
From the front, Danan glanced at her through the rearview mirror.
